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From where I SIT By CLARE IOOE Outstanding hen party of the school year is the annual Coed Capers—a party where women may frolic and gambol happily unobserved — supposedly — by the male of the species. Now for some reason this frivolous affair has a great at tration for said males. Thurs day's party proved an attrac tion for a group of great, big intrepid fool ball players, thouhg why these stout fellows should seek such a frivolous pastime is hard to see. But so they dhl, and a group of them gathered around the portals, sacred for the night to eampus womanhood, and even dressed up in the sllliest-looking costumes to worm their precar ious way past formidable sen ior cops. Very attractive was Bob Stone, dressed daintily in a blue calico gown and large bonnet. Lipsticked and rouged with lav ish hand, he was really darn pretty, and we don't mind say ing so. Several other males in various feminine garb also ap peared, among them a black gowned mystery man dubbed by the cops, for some obscure rea son, “Susy-Q.” Scorning these obvious guises, three or four lettermen, among them Denny Donovan and Paul Kowe, haunted the doors wait ing their cnance to burst in. While the cops were upstairs doing their stunt this long awaited opportunity came, and in they imrst full force, their footlmll training coming in right handy. Shrill cries filled the air as bloodthirsty females descended upon l he hardy band. Denny Donovan, shirt and sweater torn off, red-faced and panting, lay kicking and squirming on the floor, surrounded by a mob of females in a very nasty mood indeed. Dashing about him right manfully, Donovan managed to get to his feet, scuttle to the door, make a dash for the steps. And there were Ills little friends, busily engaged in drub bing the Senior Cops, who weren’t such mean scrappers themselves. One of the frenzied women pushed us downstairs, screaming “You've got a paddle. (in get ’em!” Very unladylike. When the fray was finally over, and the last burly man pushed out of the door, bruised and battered cops gathered sor rowfully about, nursing twist ed arms, bumped heads, and nasty tempers. General concensus of opinion was that the men' at Oregon are no gentlemen, and it was generally granted that chivalry was just one of those things. Gleefully crowed the buttered Donovan—"I never hud so much fun in my life—or hud so mony clothes torn off!” Pollock's FOLLY By BOB POLLOCK IT IS ALMOST the invariable custom of this department to look down its nose at anything and everything with which it comes in contact. Humanity or at least the portions of it we meet—doesn’t assay very high in our opinion — as a general thing. Thursday, friends, we went ta the assembly. This is something we have never done since th'* time we were an underclass man and had the puddle applied when we missed one. And we heard a fellow speak. As speeches go It was all right. He used two dollar words lint even without the dictionary we got what he was driving at. THE FELLOW DOING the talking was Dr. Donald Erb, Oregon new president. He’s a young sort of a lad and may be doesn't know our reputation. We are -or Dick Strite of the Register-Guard thinks so, any way a "hell hole for coaches.” What Richard does not say is that we are also a hell hole for presidents. We make 'em and we break ’em and we don’t fool with any of them very long. We’re tough, we are. IT WAS EVIDENT before young Mr. Erb finished his dis course that he had the students behind him. We all got up and cheered him as if he were giv ing us our social security now instead of forty years hence. He sounded like a decent sort, and unless he does something very bad to make us doubt him, we'll probably be for him all the time he’s here. It may be the students who get football coaches thrown out, but it's quite another group tlmt greases the skids for a prcxy. We wouldn’t think ol calling them by name, because after all we do go to school here. And we want to keep on going to school here. ANY WAV, IT isn't the alum ni, though of course they have something to say about it; and it isn’t the townspeople, and it isn’t any mythical “lumber baron” who is supposed to con trol the University. If we went any further we’d be telling you. Anyway—if Ore gon’s new president gets this group behind him—and keeps them there—lie’ll probably still be president of the University of Oregon when our children are registering for the first t line. If he doesn't well, good jobs are hard to get with this reces sion and all and maybe he’d be wiser to stick to Stanford where he’s sure of the monthly salary cheek. 1 Public Property (Editor’s note: Last night the public got a badly-dazed Pol lock's version of what happened at those lewd Coed Capers, ranking in all-fame second only to Junior Vaudeville of other days. Tonight Miss Igoe ad vances her version of the affair, although we didn't think that Pollock looked like Dennis Don ovan, even in a kimono. It's time the truth was known. This is the story The Emerald got from an unbiased and impartial third columnist, Paul Deutsch man, retold in our own simple words.) By L. M. Columnist trouble again. It is nothing unusual when one of our star columnists conies in and takes a poke at us sigh we're used to it. But now they have started beating each other. Thursday the curtains part ed and in pours Pollock. Only for some time we did not recog nize the lad, as Polly is always one to advocate Arrow collars and gentlemanly demeanor, es pecially when the gentlemen of the press are in town. But this night poor Bob looks like Topsy or an Iriquios Indian sqauw. He is ragged, stumbling, and off color. Pollock pulls himself togeth er — since he does not have much on and lurches for his chair. As he begins to pour forth his incoherent tale, he runs one hand across his brow and it's only then we ascertain his identity, for the poor boy had been dyed, no less. It soon becomes apparent that he has been beaten. As the sad story surges forth, other of our writers are involved. Now, we didn't raise our col umnists to join a goon squad. Hut it seems Miss Igoe, usually a gentle soul without a single idea in her tiny head, has gone CIO and is picketing Gerlinger hall with a vengeance. She sees Pollock, it seems, delivering a keg of AFL, beer to the coed capers. For some strange reason he is wearing a Japanese kimono and Miss lgoe is also pro-Chinese in fact, she is thinking of throwing away all her silk stockings. The combination is too much, although we've always request ed our columnists to restrain their radical beliefs at all times. Being an Irish CIO Pro-Chi nese picket she starts belaying [ Pollock with tongue and she lelagh. She literally goes her- j serk. As a result Pollock cannot ' pound the proper keys on Ids typewriter and the story he tells in his column is not consistent with fact. Tomorrow Pollock will no — ■ .- k. - - _--- -- - - ■ ■ -I . — ■ LEROY MATTINGLY, Editor WALTER R. VERNSTROM, Manager LLOYD TUPLING, Managing Editor Associate Editors: Paul Deutschmann, Clare Igoe. 7he Oregon Dally Emerald, official student publication of the University of Oregon, jjublished daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, holidays and final examination periods. Entered as second-class mail matter at the postffice, Eugene, Oregon. Editorial Board: Darrel Ellis, Bill Brace, Margaret Ray, Edwin Robbins, A1 Dickhart, Kenneth Kirtley, Bernardine Bowman. An Even Break ITIf the arrival of Tex Oliver 1o the ton11pus Sunday, all three of Oregon’s outside coaching Candidates will have visitc«I I'iugone, ostensibly lo lie interviewed by the athlel ie act i vit ies hoard. While visitin*' the hoard, these men have also, at the AST’O’s expense, made it a point, to see numerous influential alumni around the state. Meanwhile, Oregon's own Gene Shields stays jn ICugene. The hoard members all know Gene. The opposition to his selection as coach is centered, if hoard members are heeding out side pressure as they say, in the alumni groups. Hut Shields has not had a fair chance to slate liis cause (since lie lias abandoned liis position as a faithful and silent subordinate) to llu- interested alums who live outside of Eugene. lie has been tied to liis job in the physical education department—and besides, these tours take money. GINCE it is make or break with Shields on the basis of reported, supposedly, alumni opposition or support, it seems only right that lie he given the same chance to influence those alums as have llie other three candidate?. In all fairness, why not give Shields a leave of-absenee, an expense account, and send him on a tour before a final decision is reached V The Mitt and Mat Club's Dilemma HKOON'S Mitt mid ZVf;)t clnl) won coveted recognition 1o represent the University and to compete ns a minor sports team lust 11iwill hut n condition appended to the execu tive council's approval left the club with its problems only partially solved. Since the recent ASUO reorganization, no admission has been charged for ASUO mem bers at athletic contests or other events in volving University teams or receiving asso ciated student support. In keeping with this policy the executive council granted the right to represent the University with the stipula tion that it not charge ASUO members at any smokers or meets it shall stage. There is no apropriation in this year’s budget to provide for the financing of the team as the University's other activities are financed. There seems little likelihood of ob taining funds this year to support the team from that source. * * </! ^pi I Id club had planned on charging a twenty-five cent student admission to pay for its three home meets, the first of which is with Oregon State college January 28. It costs .+2f> to erect the ring in McArthur court for each meet. Other expenses especially while the club is getting started, increase the event cost to about $4f>. If the club can survive this year there will undoubtedly be a. provision for its financial support in the f!K19 budget, for both of the sports it represents are worthy of help. For this year, it seems to face a hopeless dilemma unless outside financial assistance can be arranged. Strange Land By WERNER ASENDORF (German Exchange Student) IN ALL CAPITALS all over the world news paper men meet diplomats or their "stooges” at night and the diplomat gets some political infor mation from the “ace correspondent" and the newshawk may get the so-much-yearned-for scoop for his paper. A political reporter may be called a politician, and as often a diplomat. Is he neces sary ? One of the speakers of the current Oregon Press conference, Harry N. Crain, city editor of the Salem Capital Journal, proved to be one of those sharp-witted and yet honest intellectuals who makes one feel that the reader gets close to the real thing if he depends on the inside information of such a man. Why should the boss of a big advertising power or some political boss censor the newspaper man in order to put a smokescreen of propaganda before the public? Authoritatively governed countries assure their people that the newspapers should not make poli tics. Their task should be to interpret politics. That's a fact. The editor has to act accordingly. But do you think that this makes him stop “think ing on his feet”? Wait until his memoirs get published. THE SPEECH OF ARTHUR PERRY on "Trials and Tribulations of Column Writing” made one listener remark that “if his column is half as good as his speech, it must be splendid.” His little talk showed to me, who comes from where “Ye Smudge Pot” does not exist, that a column here is perhaps more effective in changing habits and faults than “orders” to do this and that in other countries. Unless, of course, a columnist expresses too much of his personal grief and miscomfort, which I have noticed columnists sometimes do. THE REVEREND ARTHUR R. JONES, who left the pulpit for the newspaper and who believes that this country here, “the back-country,” is more likely to foster honesty, friendliness and goodwill, has fully expressed the conviction of this writer, to whom this conference seems to mark another milestone in the direction of such a goal. doubt succumb from bis Injuries and Miss Tgoe will go to Salem to enroll for a life course in sculpturing at the penitentiary. And it is too bad, too. For they bail both counted on these two charmed days with the Ore gon publishers. Where they are both going they will not need jobs and the climate will be so warm they will not even need Japanese bathrobes. Ah, if they had only stuck to beatings. We can take it. In the Mail A CHANGED MIND? To the Editor: I have not been in favor of the grading plan proposed by Pr. Warren D. Smith, head of the department of geology and geography. It seemed unfair to place a student who is just be PROGRAM Saturday, January 22 5:00 a.in. Committees ami Group Breakfasts. 1 45 a.ni. :00 a.in. 00 noon 15 p.m. United Press Clients will he guests of the United Press at the Eugene Hotel. This part of program arranged for the conference by OXPA Mlvertising Managers Departmental, Room 105, School of‘Jour nalism. liana S. Schenk, advertising manager, McMinnville Telephone Register, President. "Selling Mlvertising with Layouts and Copy Suggestions." illus trated Herb G. Grey, advertising manager, Medford Mail Tribune. Discussion. \ Pass, A Punt, and \ Prayer”- Vernon R. Churchill, Pacific Northwest manager, MeCann-Erickson, Inc. Discussion. General Session. Mr. Yoorhies, Presiding. ‘ Lacing New Problems"—William \Y I.ootnis. publisher. La Grange. Illinois, Citizen; president. National Editorial Association. Discussion. Semi Mutual Business Meeting. Oregon Newspaper Publishers Association, Mr. Baker. Presiding. Adjournment for Luncheon No Host Luncheon. John Straub Memorial Building. Observance of Twenty-Fifth Anniversary of the University of Oregon School of Journalism and University chapter of Sigma Delta Chi Arrangements by Sigma Delta Chi. Henri N howler, Bend Bulletin, Toastmaster. Reports ot Conference Committees. Election of Officers. Adjournment. low honors in the same division as a class-mate who just missed being flunked. But I’ve noticed points that should be taken into consideration. Why just this morning in lit class I began to feel in favor of the proposed plan. Our prof is one of the best lecturers on phil osophy, and we were studying that great student of life, ''Mil ton.'’ The problem this morn ing was to distinguish between good and evil, and our able prof had thoroughly explained both. He had used, as he always does, illustrations to make more clear the great works of literature, which were written so that only those who had experienced the hardships of life could under stand. One example of evil was. “The evil person is like the small boy that looks in the back of the book for answers.” Then the quiz came, and we had to dis tinguish the difference between good and evil. The way some of the students started to cheat, in telling us not to be evil, was pitiful. Another test came in ac counting that day. Such glori fied cheating I never before have seen. They were upper classmen too, and it makes it tough on the other fellows when the grades come out on a curve. But I guess they didn't know what we thought of them. In the discussion that natur ally came up later we talked of a class in which students were •equired to write an essay ques :ion on a certain problem under Maybe 'Rabbit' Had a Lesson QOXSCIOUSLY or unconsciously, the ath letic activities board lias, in “favoring” four Candidates, limited more or less the field of its choice to four men who are on the upgrade. Every candidate mentioned seriously has established a reputation for doing a great deal with ihe materials and opportunities offered him. All of them seem to be. although it is possible some of the four may have reach ed the limit of their capacities, bound for bigger things, here or some place else. Not one is a major league coach on the down grade and struggling to hang on a while longer in the fast circuit. The greatest asset of each of the four is his potentialities—and. because this is true, the choice of any of them is such a gamble. # # # present the athletic activities board is cautiously marking time and trying to get a personal line on each of the men in volved. It should do this with an open mind, both as a group and as a body of individuals. Wednesday and T h u r s d a v diminutive James Bradshaw, head coach at Fripsno State Teachers’ college and one of Oregon’s four “(fouling” candidates, was on the campus interviewing individuals and meeting with Ihe board. Attempting to keep an open mind and at the same time not prejudicing our former stand—which, open mind or no open mind, still seems the most logical—in favor of Gene Shields it i< ensv tn see wliv this mail Brad sii,iw belongs in tins group nl coming coaches. Dynamic, enthusiastic, and hot. for the job, the ‘•Rabbit,” as he is called, has been very successful at Fresno and knows the “why” of his success. More than material is behind Fresno’s wins of the last, two years, for out-weighed always and often out-classed, the Teachers have played smart and spirited hall. Bradshaw believes lie knows how to coach that type of ball and to inspire that spirit. # * * /"'VNE Ihiii" at least Oregon can learn Irmn ^ Bradshaw. Perhaps it is football’s appli cation of the snn state’s “chamber of com merce spirit’’. But. whether Bradshaw ever directs an Oregon team, he lias left a bit of advice behind him. partly spoken and partly implied, which should be heeded. That is that the season isn't over when the ineligibilities are counted and the proselyt ing \s done. Important as material is, tire, training, and brains, plus the will to play football and play it to win, often permit the team which is weakest on paper 1o come out. victorious in the end. It’s a healthy condition when all con cerned realize that the coast conference is a tough league and it’s commendable lliat we are not “victory mad” at Oregon as are some schools. But in acquiring those virtues we may have lost sight of the fact that it pays to keep trying and that a smart team usually can give a stronger opponent an awful after noon if it plays heads up ball. Bradshaw hasn’t. More On Press Conference By GEORGE TURNBULL (Continued from pape one) Settlement of the Portland strike on the day the confer ence opened kept away two managing editors of Portland papers—Palmer Hoyt of the Oregonian and Donald J. Ster ling of the Journal. Both were rather busy at home getting out their first papers in five days. A confident speaker was Ar thur J. Jcnes of the Condon Globe-Times. He took his pre pared address out of his pocket, folded it up and put it back again, saying he thought he'd just talk. He was a former min ister of eight years’ pulpit ex perience, and he had no trouble getting his stuff across. When Mr. Jones spoke of jumping from the ministry to the newspaper business, some one observed that such a jump was really a pole vault. Adelaide V. Lake, whose faithful and interesting paper on women in Oregon journalism was a feature of the morning session, is a former Eugene girl who is still a member of Eugene’s business community, being partner in a marble works. She was editor of the Oregana - in her senior year in the University. Another editor of the Ore gam who was an interested lis tener Friday afternoon was Mrs. Robert It. Allen (Velma Farnham), who accompanied her husband, a former Emerald managing editor and editor of “Old Oregon” and now assist ant to C. L. (Ted) Baum on the Oregon Journal promotion staff. Right alongside the Allens was Vinton H. Hall, managing editor of the Oregon Motorist, Portland. Vint was editor of the Emerald in 1930-31 and is one of the donors of a plaque given each year to the most out standing member of the Emer ald staff. Some more Oregon dads not ed at the conference were Merle R. Chessman, editor of the As torian-Budget, and father of Peggy Chessman Lucas, and Lars Bladine, publisher of the McMinnville Telephone Regis ter, whose son Phil is a jour nalism student at Oregon. President A. E. Voorhies of the conference, publisher of the Grants Pass Courier, also is an Oregon dad. His son, Earle E. Voorhies, is a journalism school graduate of 1922. Alene Phillips, of Salem, as sistant to the secretary of state, study, at every meeting of the class. The problems were known beforehand, so in order to get a better grade some students brought to class, already writ ten out. a masterpiece of writ ing. Then those who were hon est were unfortunately the Ds and F’s. Cheating is “evil” to all con cerned. and if it can be correct ed by the new grading plan, I only want to say, “You’ve got what it takes, go to it." G.A.L. Gas up at Pomeroy’s.—adv. is another University of Oregon woman who came back for con ference. Miss Phillips was an able and active journalism stu dent in her years on the cam pus. George Halem, Oregon jour nalism student, who left school at Christmas to take a position on the Gresham Outlook, is back at the conference, repre senting that paper. Elbert Bede, perennial par ticipant in the conferences, was missing Friday, at least up to banquet time. Elbert has just taken over the editorship of the Spectator in Portland, succeed ing- the late A. C. Gage, who himself was an Oregon Dad. Elbert’s successor in charge of the Cottage Grove Sentinel, Judge Leonard S. Goddard, was, with Mrs. Goddard, an atten dant at the Friday sessions. One of the pat phrases of the conferences , , , “it covers the field like the morning dew.” Ben Lit fin used it in connection with a certain daily newspaper published., in ..Oregon’s ..latest seaport, The Dalles. ALICE iff F A Y E YOU'RE A SWEETHEART with GEORGE MURPHY KE N MURRAY and his stooge OSWALD CHARLES WINNINGER ANDY DEVINE WILLIAM GARGAN - ALSO - Latest World News Oswald Cartoon “Screen Snapshots” IQl